every person is damaged. be it physically or emotionally. but how do you overcome it? how can park chaeyoung, a simple girl full of dreams, heal the scar from her heart and the damage she got from an accident? love? adventures in paris? or probably...
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22 champ de mars
lisa is really pretty, she could possibly be a model if her passion wasn't focused on dancing. she studied in an all girls highschool in both paris and korea, but she only spent a year in seoul.
her smile is contagious, it's impossible to ignore those adorable smiles. after waving her goodbye, i look around to explore the beautiful surroundings of paris. indeed, it's the city of love. i've seen tons of couple walking around and tourists that took a lot of pictures of their partner. i wish someone would take my picture.
it's really nice walking alone by myself. it felt so long ago walking alone, though it just doesn't feel normal to me.
i need to be more independent. i'm perfectly fine by my own.
while walking around, the sun has slowly set and the dark blue skies took over the crisp orange light of the sunset. stars were already appearing little by little, covered by small pieces of clouds as the wind blew softly making my hair fly away gently.
i strolled around this huge park that has a perfect view of the eiffel from afar. i believe this is champ de mars.
my phone buzzed, and saw lisa sent me the picture she took of me. i thanked her, and i sent it to my mum. suddenly a message popped,
where are you: jeongguk asks.
i replied : at the park. why?
he replied :i don't know if i'm seeing things or is the girl on low ponytail and dress with patterns you?
sending my last text before calling him : yes? wait, you're here?!
looking up from my phone i look around to see where he's at, until i caught sight of his silhouette from afar, also looking around while still holding his phone. i wave my hand, making it easier for him to see until he finally notices me.
he's wearing his favorite bucket hat, leather jacket underneath a large polo. wow. never knew jeongguk could have much this taste in fashion. approaching, i showed him a smile, more of a, you look good face.
"what are you doing here alone? i promised you i'll be taking you out." he said.
suddenly remembering lisa telling me not to introduce her to anyone which i find a bit weird, i kept my word.
"i just want to go alone, you know. walking alone just feels new. and what are you doing here?" i said, and that convinced him.
"silly, i'm on my way to your apartment. and i take walks here at night. would you like to go to mom's house now? i mean we could stay here anytime you want."
"i just remember i want to meet mrs. jeon, i miss her so badly."
"aw, i wanted to see you more in dresses while you're under the eiffel." he frowned teasingly making me once again fluttered, i punch his shoulders playfully while he dodges it by his hand blocking mine.
"stop teasing and let's go." i said. he nods, not removing his hand on mine while pulling me gently to walk. i didn't mind, but i'm certainly having thoughts right now. all these insects flying over like a cage filled with butterflies, that is how it felt.
the only time he lets go of it is when he ordered me to walk slowly while he trails behind me. "what are you doing?" i asked him, looking back. to my surprise as soon as i turn my head he snapped a photo, smiling victoriously after the photo is taken out of the polariod.
"wow, you really have a good photographer." he teasingly boasted, showing me the picture. and it really is, a photo of me looking back with the eiffel on the background. i thought my mouth looked weird because i was talking, but it was just in the right position.
"can i keep this?" i pleaded, while he looks at me with a teasing smile.
"only if you agree to take one with me." i rolled my eyes playfully, and agreed to it. he puts a smile to his face and called a stranger, asking him in french for us to take a picture. agreeing, i posed, but then he suddenly kneeled and lifted me for a back ride. taken by suprise the stranger taking our picture started counting from three, so i wrap my arms around him and smiled at the camera.
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a/n: fun fact, my brother always takes a picture of him piggy back riding his girl whenever we go out of town ~
